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First Monday of 2021.

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Not a lot to talk about. We’ve got a brand-new year, and probably the weirdest one I’ve seen in this lifetime. The fear-factor we’ve all come to know and love is in full blossom. Thanks to folks like Steve Jobs and that Microsoft guy (Bill Gates) we have a million ways to spew terror and garbage that we didn’t have twenty or so years ago. The media can’t keep up, though they do their best. Anybody with a smartphone is now a reporter, analyst, photographer, and newscaster. Veracity be damned. Accuracy and reality are mere nuisances. If you’re a network of any sort or have a decent number of YouTube subscribers, then you can be sponsored/supported by a myriad of pharmaceutical companies.

Obesity, diabetes, stress, can’t sleep, can’t poop, issues with feelings, aging, skin issues, hair greying, aches, pains, emotions, depression, sugar, fat, cholesterol, fleas, ticks …we have drugs or vaccines for all of that and more. Invariably, once you’ve taken the drugs and vaccines, you’ll need a lawyer, or team of lawyers, to represent you and seek reparations for the side effects which range from cancer to bleeding from the ass.

It’s Monday. I needed a post for the blog here, and I didn’t really have anything to talk about. Clearly, I still don’t.

From what’s left of America …